In a little while from now,If I'm not feeling any less sourI promised myself to treat myselfAnd visit a nearby tower,And climbing to the top,Will throw myself offIn an effort to make it clear to whoEver what it's like when your shatteredLeft standing in the lurch, at a churchwhere people saying,"My God that's tough, she stood him up!No point in us remaining.We may as well go home."As I did on my own,Alone again, naturally

To think that only yesterday,I was cheerful, bright and gay,Looking forward to, but who wouldn't do,The role I was about to playBut as if to knock me down,Reality came aroundAnd without so much as a mere touch,Cut me into little piecesLeaving me to doubt,Talk about God and His mercyFor if He really does existWhy did He desert meIn my hour of need?I truly am indeed,Alone again, naturally

It seems to me thatThere are more heartsBroken in the worldThat can't be mendedLeft unattendedWhat do we do? What do we do?

(instrumental break)

Alone again, naturally

Now looking back over the years,And what ever else that appearsI remember I cried when my father diedNever wishing to hide the tearsAnd at sixty-five years old,My mother, God rest her soul,Couldn't understand, why the only manShe had ever loved had been takenLeaving her to start with a heartSo badly brokenDespite encouragement from meNo words were ever spokenAnd when she passed awayI cried and cried all dayAlone again, naturallyAlone again, naturallyWikio